After our visit to Samye Monastery we were back in Lhasa in the afternoon, with nothing left on the day’s plan. So we went back to Barkhor Square, sat in the sun, let the time pass and soaked up the special atmosphere of this place to the full. The Barkhor is the oldest street in Lhasa, a circuit of around one kilometre around the Jokhang Temple that pilgrims walk clockwise, some of them prostrating step by step.
A prostration on the steps, passers-by simply walking past.A fur-trimmed coat on the paving, the man looking into the camera.Red beside black: a monk and a man in a dark coat.On the stone street a woman walks towards the camera.Four men share the bench by the white wall, one with a prayer wheel.Step by step: pilgrims in prostration in front of the white wall.Yellow hat and white cloth, a woman in the middle of the square.Three monks on the bench, two backpacks passing in front of them.Long skirts on the Barkhor, the oldest street in Lhasa, in black and white.Two dark coats in front of the shops, the lane in black and white.At the orange gate a man sits on a stool, prayer wheel in hand.Prayer wheels on the wall, two men in hats in the foreground, in black and white.Along the wall a man turns the prayer wheels, in black and white.Four on the bench, one holding a phone up, in black and white.Thick smoke over the paving, a man standing in the middle of it.The stone street is busy, a red flag hanging above the rooftops.A pilgrim flat on the paving, others walking on, in black and white.The striped apron stands by the step, a child sitting on it.A prostration on the circuit around the Jokhang, in black and white.Dark coats in the narrow lane, hard light, in black and white.
